I think it’s kinda funny that this was your breaking point, and of course everybody is different and has different triggers, I just find it funny. Thanks for lifting my spirits after reading this crap.

Not really. I’ve been at completely no faith in humanity before, but then I’ll see a child playing with a cute puppy, or someone helping an elderly person cross the street, and my faith is lifted ever so slightly.

Yesterday, we watched the hockey world come together to celebrate one of the greatest coaches to ever coach the game of hockey. Today, we watch as reports come out that the widow’s car was broken into, and several of his personal things were stolen from it.

In one day’s time, I went from “faith restored” to “faith lost.” I’m sure I’ll see something else today that will restore faith.

Or, alternatively, I’ll watch Airplane before turning on the Thrashers-Avalanche game this evening. Yeah, that sounds like a better idea.

The jerseys were to be sold to raise money for the Pat Burns Arena in the Eastern Townships where P. Burns had his home in Quebec.
There was also a bunch of personal stuff in the car, basically all of the stuff that had been with him in the hospice.
I like to think that there will be some honour among thieves and either the scum who stole the stuff or the next criminal up the chain will do the right thing. I’m hoping but I’m not holding my breath.